Alfie Smith - Yacht Lyrics

Znake
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Yeah, I got a weekend out on the yacht
Break through the chains, I can't break through the lock
One main girl and a couple of shots
Put on my playlist, playing THE SCOTTS

Ice in my drink, it's meltin' a lot
Pull out my wallet, oh wait, I forgot
Can't escape the bill, I'm stuck on the yacht
Yeah, yeah, stuck on a yacht

One I rented out, but now that I bought
F*ck on the boat, we bound to get caught
We should get married, tie up the knot
Hear the sirens, oh wait, it's a swat

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a swat
Only here cuz they know of my glory
Go away from me, I'm not no tory
Swat fly past, it's was gonna get gory

Get on IG, gonna put up a story
I'm lost at sea, like finding dory
Pour another drink, then suck on my nory
Meet up with the boys in Balamory

Yeah
Laid back, sun bathing, it's 30 degrees
Tanned for my head, down to my knees
Pull out a lemon and give it a squeeze

Surrounded by bugs, surrounded by bees
Got allergies, come out with a sneeze
Calling up my local friend, in Yapanese
Gonna go home, watch some DVDs

Gonna pay the man, paying my fees
Go on another cruise overseas
Znake
All the money's racking up

Get the money, bag it up
Captain gonna swerve it round
To hear my vocals, hear my sound
Get cooking, get frying

See bikinis, go spying
My girlie she lying
Build a bond, I'm trying
Talk to me, yeah, I'm sighing

Mouth forced to be replying
Don't need you, no relying
You only care when I'm dying
This girl's not yours, she's mine

She ignores me like a mime
Check my watch, see the time
Got two more hours, sublime
I've never committed no crime

All I do is spit bars, I rhyme
Do hip-hop and trap, no grime
I'm not even in my prime
I like my lobster with a lime

Burn the fats I don't climb
Ask for money, won't get a dime
Hear my phone alarm chime
Trip's over, we need to get off

That's fine
Land
Hooooo
Get the f*ck off

Get off my yard